Chapter 19 Prince Ranger - Damon

"We'll see."

Xiliu casually placed his hands behind his back.

Facts have shown that the sight of a magnificent swordsman is quite cruel.

In five minutes, the frequency with which Shillong wielded his sword significantly decreased, and the futile pursuit stopped.

The young Dornishman smiled, knowing that the moment to counterattack had arrived.

He employed the same style of play as in the previous battle with Bart, shifting positions around Shillong, maintaining distance, and thrusting with his lance.

Shillong raised his sword to defend himself, but there were always moments when things went awry.

The young Dornishman made a deceptive feint to lure Shillong into attacking.

At the moment he was about to triumph, the young Dornishman executed a reverse move called the Golden Rooster, blinding one of Shillong's eyes.

"Ah! I admit defeat and cease the duel!"

Realizing that the situation was over, Shillong endured the intense pain and shouted "stop" in humiliation, losing the determination to continue fighting his opponent.

Bart's mistakes were too terrible, and he didn't want to follow in his footsteps.

When Shillong surrendered, the young Dornishmen became even more arrogant, flaunting their taunts wildly and not taking the other knights seriously.

He came here just to slap these nobles.

As for the consequences?

Haha, daring to come, naturally, he must have something to rely on.

On the high platform, Viserys looked horrified at the young Dornishman pounding his chest with his hands, and the knuckles gripping the armrests of the chair turned white.

"Damn Dornishmen, go find a powerful knight and kill him!" he ordered Leonor.

"No problem, Your Majesty."

Leonor dared not say anything and left the stage to find a knight who could defeat the Dornishman.

There are many contestants enrolled to participate in the tournament, and the Dornishmen won't be proud for long.

...

In the corner, Baelon turned with a displeased expression, not wanting to see the people in the field shouting and acting like monkeys.

"Don't be angry, that Dornish youth has good skills and a clever mind. Most people can't fight against him," Xi Liu spoke eloquently.

"I know there are so many warriors in the realm, and the underdog will be defeated sooner or later," Baelon said firmly.

"Yes, every powerful warrior has their own unique way of fighting."

Shiliu changed his tone, "If I were to face that Dornish lad, the best way would be to show weakness to the enemy and let him exploit his weaknesses. Strike first and seize the opportunity to defend and counterattack."

Baelon looked at him with a strange expression, "What, do you want to play?"

"A wandering swordsman doesn't draw his sword easily unless he finds a reasonable reason to draw it."

Shiliu smiled slightly and glanced meaningfully at Baelon.

"What do you want, apply for a job as a dance teacher at the Red Keep?"

Baelon wasn't surprised when the other party showed his tail.

Xiliu knelt down and said earnestly, "If the prince is willing, Xiliu can stay at the Red Keep as a dance teacher."

"Why?"

"No reason, I just think I will."

Baelon raised his eyebrows and said, "That reason isn't good. I dare not let a dangerous person stay in my house."

Shiliu pondered for a moment after hearing the words and replied, "You are the eldest son of King Viserys I and the rightful heir to the Iron Throne. With your identity and potential, worthy of my loyalty."

"That's a good reason, but it still lacks sincerity."

Baelon still didn't trust him and warned, "Another point is that the heir to the Iron Throne is my sister. I have no intention of competing with her for that seat. You shouldn't try to sow discord between our siblings."

After saying that, Baelon turned and left without even looking at Shiliu.

This person appeared too suddenly and deliberately approached him from the beginning.

He demonstrates his extraordinary skills by grabbing pastries and shows his precise insight in the duel.

They all highlight his value to him.

Unfortunately, he revealed his purpose too soon.

Do you really think Baelon is a clueless child?

He maintains his status above others, and once his dominant aura is unleashed, will people bow to him and be willing to follow him?

"Low means, sinister intentions. When I see Shiliu in the future, they'll take me straight to the dungeon."

As he walked towards Rhaenyra's position, Baelon complained angrily to Ilic.

"Yes, Prince."

Ilic nodded, with a slight hesitation on his face.

Seeing him hesitating to speak, Baelon asked curiously, "What's wrong, sir?"

"As the prince said, Shiliu's methods are too rough and don't match the wisdom of a magnificent swordsman," Ilic raised doubts.

Baelon's eyes sparkled, "A good swordsman isn't necessarily a good bachelor."

Even so, he still paid some attention.

Since the news of his recovery spread, the situation in King's Landing has changed.

From urging Princess Rhaenyra to marry.

When it comes to discussing Rhaegar's favor with the white deer, symbolizing royal power, he has the talent of a king.

I learned from Ilic the reason why Viserys banned Rhaegar for half a year.

I just don't want Rhaegar to receive too much criticism, which will affect his ambition and be bewitched by unscrupulous people.

Rhaegar did not object to this and accepted his father's kindness.

Perhaps because he is too young.

Rhaegar didn't care much about his qualifications as heir to the Iron Throne.

Rhaenyra had been the heir for several years, so why should he intervene and steal something he didn't value?

"Hiss... Ga..."

Suddenly, a strange roar came from the distance.

Rhaegar raised his head, and his expression instantly changed.

He saw a huge scarlet figure appearing in the sky, coming from afar to close over the competition field.

Sharp horns, a neck as slender as a snake's, broad and powerful red wings...

"That's a dragon!" Rhaegar exclaimed unconsciously, staring fixedly at the flying dragon.

The arrival of the dragon attracted more than just Rhaegar to discover it.

The entire audience was swept up by the powerful wind whipped up by the dragon's wings, making their hair dance wildly, and they couldn't open their eyes.

Many women's skirts accidentally flew up, which was a sight for sore eyes for the knights standing beside them.

The scene immediately worsened, and the crowd screamed and shouted, trying to escape the shadow of the dragon.

"Stay calm, this is the Targaryen family's dragon, the king is with you, don't panic, don't run!"

At that moment, a thick and powerful shout rang out, suppressing the panic in everyone's hearts.

It was a strong elder with a white beard and white hair.

Captain of the Kingsguard: Harold Westling.

Beside him was the king sitting firmly on the high platform.

At

 that moment, Viserys looked as usual, calmly watching the dragon, displaying the temperament of a king.

When they saw the king, everyone seemed to calm down, and the noisy scene eased significantly.

The brief panic passed, and sanity gradually returned.

Many people clearly saw the appearance of the dragon and exclaimed.

"This dragon is Coraxiu, Prince Daemon's dragon!"

"Yes, it's Coraxiu. I fought side by side with Prince Daemon and will never forget it."

"Look, there's something on the dragon's back. Someone is Prince Daemon..."

Coraxiu roared excitedly when his name was mentioned, and the red flames of the dragon mixed with thick black smoke were expelled from the dragon's kiss.

In front of countless onlookers, Coraxiu circled the arena three times.

It wasn't until the figure on the dragon's back gave the order that the giant dragon slowly landed in the dueling field.

As soon as Corax landed on the ground, he eagerly eyed the originally arrogant young Dornishman, stretched his snake-like neck, and sprayed hot water from his nostrils.

"Honored... honored... Prince Daemon..."

Faced with a giant dragon choosing people to devour, the young Dornishman was almost scared.

Trembling and retreating, he saluted and greeted the people on the dragon's back in a panic.